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What a content time of the year for gardeners. Summer has just begun and for most of us the major spring gardening chores are in the rear view mirror. Plants are growing but we have not had the blistering droughts, torrential thunderstorms, leaf-shredding hail or swarms of locusts that may challenge us come mid-summer. I have so enjoyed this spring compared to seasons past… the wonderful weather has been a blessing that (after the past few years) we richly deserve. I am looking forward to a fun filled summer of travel, relaxation and dinners on the patio.
June 17th is coming fast and with it is Father’s day. I’m thinking I have been quite a good dad this year so I am preparing my list of items that I would find as suitable offerings from my ever-grateful offspring. My pruners are trashed so a new pair of nice hand pruners would be great. I lost my garden knife. That 10” steel blade is just the thing I need when I go out to weed… what an awesome tool. I have trowels but a really good, heavy duty hand shovel would be grand. Now I love special plants so a great bug Tree Peony would be something really special. That Huff’s Red Japanese Maple caught my eye first thing in spring and those Stewartia trees… you just don’t see those every day. So many plants, so many tools… my list is growing by the minute!
Looking at my calendar I see in a couple of weeks I am taking my first road trip of the summer to Southern Alabama. My oldest daughter Darby is off to her freshman year in college… Troy University. We are all so excited for the beginning of this new, significant portion of her life. Our excitement is tempered with an obvious sadness for our loss of her from our household. Missing will be her sense of humor, her stories at the dinner table and all the joy she brings to my life every day. I need to change my list of Father’s day requests. I wish for more time. I want to turn back the clock to those special days when they were young… magical holidays, sweet kisses, tucking into bed, reading stories… how I miss it all. Everything moves ahead… it can’t be stopped. Today is the past of tomorrow so I realize that I can’t afford to miss a thing.
I can stop time but I can change my view of what is. I can resist getting caught up in the static of life. I can do my best not to let a day pass when I don’t take time to smell the roses.
Life is just too short to waste any more… time.
Now go outside… and have fun in the dirt!